Chevron

About this location

A few stories people tell about this place

1. One morning, a delivery driver noticed something odd on the Chevron’s parking lot—a mysterious old coin stuck in the gas pump nozzle. No one seemed to know where it came from or why it was there. Curious, he picked up the coin and tried another pump—same result. Word spread quickly among locals, who started visiting Chevron just for fun. Soon enough, an old man approached the driver: ‘That’s my lucky quarter,’ he said with a smile. Turns out, every time someone found his lost coin, they got a free coffee from him as thanks.

2. Late one night, a delivery driver pulled up to Chevron and noticed an eerie humming sound coming from inside the gas station. Curious, he stepped closer—and found no one around but a lone pump glowing softly in the darkness. As he approached, the pump started whispering, ‘Fill me up, fill me up!’ The driver laughed it off, filled his tank, and left. Months later, standing outside Chevron again, he heard the same voice asking for directions to the nearest convenience store. Turned out, it was just an old gas pump with bad speakers—talking to itself.

3. At dawn, a delivery driver pulled into Chevron and was startled by a strange humming sound coming from the pumps. Curious, he approached closer—and found no source for it. Suddenly, an old man in a plaid shirt emerged from behind the station’s corner kiosk, smiling broadly. ‘Ah,’ he said, “that’s just my new generator keeping things warm.” The delivery driver relaxed, scratching his head. ‘Guess I’ll top off my tank then,’ he muttered, as the old man added, ‘And don’t forget—regular or premium?’

4. At midnight, a delivery driver pulled into Chevron, drawn by the flickering neon sign through the fog. As he filled up his truck, he heard a soft humming coming from inside the gas station—eerie, but not quite loud enough to disturb. Curious, he peered around the corner and saw an old man with a mustache, humming along to an invisible radio. The man smiled and said, 'Same time tomorrow, my friend?' The delivery driver laughed, shook his head, and drove off, wondering if maybe Chevron had its own secret customer for late-night company.